Well, that doesn't sound like much of an accomplishment, does it? In Model Student and Triptych, I tried to make all chapters a uniform length so people know what they were getting each week. It was even more evident in A Painful Silence where every chapter was between 2500 and 3000 words. And sure, I wrote a chapter or more every day. That was a breeze.
But today's chapter of Prodigal was well over 10,000 words. I haven't done anything else today. And it was an exciting chapter. Tony is in New York for his debut when . . . Okay, no spoilers. There's art, intrigue, and sex. Enough said.
It's funny how yesterday I was obsessed over one tiny little detail that isn't even in this chapter, but a future one. I couldn't let it rest. Where would Tony take Wendy for a one-on-one getaway? I wracked my mind. They aren't rich. They aren't just going to jet away to Jamaica and spend the week at a nude resort . . . are they? Then it hit me. Last night I looked up all the information I'd need when I get to that chapter and this morning I was able to get back to where I left the story and write up a storm.
So that's where I am today. In a week, I'll start sending chapters to my lucky editors who are worth so much more than what I pay them! We'll see then if I was as brilliant as I'm pretending.